This is an open letter to my beloved chickens...
Dear Girls,
I am writing this letter to say you have let me down. All winter I have kept you warm and snug in your little chicken house. I have kept your floor clean and your nest boxes filled with fresh straw. I have made sure your water was free from ice and I fed you nothing but the best organic food I could find. I brought you treats and hummed you little tunes. All the while I waited...
As I visit other blogs I can not help but notice that others have chickens that have begun doing what they should to do seasonally, what they are depended on to do. Others have fresh, delicious, healthy eggs from their beloved chickens...
I must hang my head and admit that yes, I have egg envy. My affliction is growing by the day until now I can not pass the egg section without being filled with anxiety and resentment. Each time I reach for one of those cartons of generic, I don't know the chickens, how old are these anyway, eggs, my heart breaks.
Why oh why do you toture me so?
What, what is this my dear chickens?
A gift for me?
Oh dear ones I love you so...thank you, thank you, thank you!
Love, Me
PS...It's about time!!!
Aren't they just lovely? Yummmmm!
